Robert Pudil Obituary

Laughter is contagious! Let's start and epidemic! is a thought that comes to mind when I think about "Uncle Bob". Christmas for Brian, Eric, Rolland and Chris featured a gift from Uncle Bob. Tho considered a "gag" gift (or a "non" gift), IT was anticipated above anything else that Santa would bring. Nothing I've ever seen or heard of under the tree has ever taken the place of a meticulously wrapped box of burnt Christmas Cookies.

That moment for me, is a gift that keeps giving. Tho I wasn't there I do pass the memory along because, A smile always arrives. With warm condolences, Sincerely Peter Lott Heppner

I met Bob in about 1969 or 1970, when I bought a painting and the artist recommended that I go to Real Art to get it framed.



Over the years, there were many times that I stopped in to get things framed, and I always enjoyed the visits; I found out once, some years back, that Bob and one of my brothers had known each other in high school. And, at some point, I also got to know Greg once he joined the business.



I just counted more than a dozen pictures in my apartment, large and small, that Bob framed for me. I'd better not buy any more; I won't know where to take them.



I will remember Bob with affection, and I extend my sympathy to all of you, his family.

Dear Betty and Family, please extend our deepest sympathy and all the hard work you both did in the neighborhood (Leamington Ave.) and at the Park. It was great to be your neighbor from across the street. Stan & MarAnn